I've forgot of the lyrics ...

Perfect angel with gentle eyes

He was born to smelt your ice,

He was born to give you a chance

For colorful romance.

***

He was born in perfect flash,

And  was made from perfect mash,

At least he appeared twice

Every time in smiling sunrise.

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Don’t you see how strong his breast?

Don’t you feel how hot his breath?

He with you that you get your strike-

Take your place on his motorbike!

***

Every night he flies over you

Taking glance on the yellow moon,

He spreads his wings to worm you life

Filling with sense and light.

***

He cares you like a tender child,

Bringing love, making life you bright.

You accustomed to him, he unseen

But he with you in every your win.

***

 Perfect angel with gentle eyes

He was born to smelt your ice,

He was born to give you a chance

For colorful romance…

Ps ... You know so many kind of angeles you can meat across with... Some of them are yellow. Unlucky... Angel for nothing... I do remember as I song the song Angel for nothing "Nikudishni angel" with my friend in the evening and in the afternoon the next day being on my way from my home town, sitting in the coach, I had been making the verses up... About perfect angel... I needed the textes badly. The lyrics. The vercess. They had appeared. And the sence to live appeared to be... I felt it was a kind of NLP I badly needed. Neuro-Linguistic Programming...Self-programming. I needed positive angel. Perfect angel. I made it up. It made up me... We made up each other.